#michael afton needs a hug

[alexcharmsyou]

Daily Drabble //nov-15//

An Average Night at the Afton's

Rating: T Word Count: 696

“I’ll be back before 11, uh, order pizza or something.”

William sighed, picked up his bags, and left. Not minding the impact of the door slamming behind him.

Michael hadn’t really heard him, nothing he hasn’t adjusted to by now- order pizza, back before 11 (sometimes), and a douche of a door slam. His father was rarely ever home and admittedly for the better, gave Mike time to cool off and let his defensive mask down.

“Shit.” Mike mumbled under his breath, firmly placed his hands on the table and let his head hang.

“Mikey?”

He quickly turned to see Elizabeth standing in the hallway. Her Eyes told Michael everything. She was worried.

“Oh, Lizzy. Hey, are you doing okay?”

He felt so guilty for letting her see him this way. He wanted her to just have a happy childhood, not be broken down in her own home, like he was. Lizzy hesitated.

“I took a nap. Evan’s still sleeping. Did Daddy leave? He said he would say bye first.” The words were so soft, eyes locked to the floor.

Mike couldn’t get the words out. He walked over to Liz, kneeling down to give her a big hug before gently wiping the tears from her cheeks.

I'm sorry was all his brain repeated but he just looked into her eyes, heartbroken eyes.

Asshole. Forget your children again?

“Mikey, w-why doesn’t Daddy love us?

There was so many things Michael wanted to say but this was not the right time. Right now he just needed to comfort his sister as best he could until they could both just forget about everything. At least that’s what he wanted to do. Mike liked to think they could do just fine without William.

Mike took a deep breath and pulled his finger away from Lizzy’s delicate damp cheek. He walked over where the housephone was, grabbing the couple dollars left on the table as he went.

“Hey, yes it’s Mike again, same as usual.” He made eye contact with Liz. “Oh actually if you could add some of those cinnamon bites that’d be dope. Okay, thanks man. Later.” He smirked as Lizzy’s eyes lit up in what made her look like a glowing star.

She laughed and ran into Michaels arms. He shared a chuckle with her lifting her above the ground and spinning around the kitchen floor.

“I have to go tell Evan!” She squealed and ran off to Evan’s bedroom.

Michael smiled as she left. This was exactly what he hoped, the house would have a good night. Mike waited till she was out of sight to slide into his room and empty his very miniscule savings jar. William only ever left just enough for them to get one pan, the treat would cost Mike about half his coins.

Eventually, his dad would have to start paying him for his work at the Diner, and that age was coming soon. Until then it didn’t really matter, he just used the money he did manage to collect to buy new records and boards anyway.

On the thought of records, Mike decided to play his freshly bought Led Zep record. William hated when he played it, too bad he wasn’t ever around to hear it.

The hammer of the gods

Will drive our ships to new lands

Mike plopped on the bed and chewed on a lolipop, bopping his head to the beat. Zoning out to a daydream.

His door slowly swung open to show Evan and Elizabeth’s excited faces.

“Pizzaman’s here! Pizzaman’s here!” Lizzy squealed.

Yawning, Michael covertly slid the coins in his shorts pocket and hopped out off the bed and into the hallway.

“Guys’ excited?” Mike asked his siblings, affectionately.

“YEAHH” Lizzy bounced down the hall and down the staircase.

Mike glanced over at Evan while he slid his jacket over. He looked tired, clutching his Fredbear plush closely.

Michael nudged him gently, “Hey, how about we watch that new Star Wars film? Or Jaws, but i dunno if you and Liz could handle it.”

Evan smirked, “I like Starwars.”

“Alrighty that settles it. you, me, and Char will go see it next showtime."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

[chloesimaginationthings]

Monty and Michael match each other in FNAF

[thebekashow]

discovered the invert colour of "purple" is green.. sooo

a personal fuck you from the afton kids, to their dad.

[connectionterminated13]

All Michael needed postscoop was someone just to come and hold him and tell him that everything was going to be okay. That his life was still worth something and that he isn't just a complete and utter monster and every sense of the word....

Luckily he had a Charlie who did just that And he after he calmed down did the same for Charlie

[doombum]

I'm obsessed with the idea of Evan staying around instead of possessing Golden Freddy, either by just being a random ghost sticking around or by possessing the fredbear plush, and him slowly discovering who Mike really is under the front he had been putting up for years.

I can see Evan waking up as a ghost to Mike crying over his dead body in the hospital and being so taken back by the sight because he had never seen his brother cry before. And as he follows him, he ends up discovering the extent of William's abuse on Mike, something William would have always made sure to keep hidden but is suddenly much more open now that no-one else is around in the house anymore. And so he can see first hand the physical and mental abuse, and just how miserable Mike really is, and obviously has been for a very long time. But Evan is stuck unable to do anything or comfort his brother, he is forced to just watch as he sees him cry, and hurt himself and wishing he was the one who had died that day.

And he would also get the opportunity to see Mike's situation in school and his so-called "friends" suddenly turn against him and blaming everything on him, and him probably ending up completely isolated as a result.

I just love the idea of Evan understanding why Mike had been lashing out at him so much after it's too late for them to properly reconcile and for him to help Mike out of the terrible situation he ended up in.

[shadowjokerao3]

A scene based on my one shot story

[vilsoo]

prize counter girl ☆ twelve

➥ michael afton x camgirl!reader

you've been a camgirl for only a few months and everyone loves the content you post. when michael afton porn surfs to relieve his stress, he comes across your videos. the more he jerks off to your content, the more he's addicted. but it wasn't until, a few months later, he sees your familiar face as the new employee working at the prize counter.

chapter warnings. recorded masturbation, sex toys, squirting, sexual tension, wet dreams.

notes. the pov has been switched from michael’s pov to the reader’s pov for this chapter :) i’ll be doing this for some chapters in the future as well.

pcg materlist • previous • chapter thirteen

“I’ve been wanting to do this to you… for so fucking long…”

Nothing could compare to the arousal pounding in your pussy, the way Michael— your hot manager— settled right between your legs, kissing your clit right through your soaking panties. He’s definitely the type to enjoy giving pleasure, to want to make you feel good because he prioritizes your needs. Looking down and seeing him drizzling kisses on your skin, worshipping every inch of your body from between your thighs and up to your stomach, your chest, your neck, and then to your sweet lips.

He has your thighs resting on his shoulders as he licks your cunt, enjoying every flick of his tongue and the way he would suck and kiss on your clit. He was so greedy with it, devouring your pussy like it like his last meal on earth as he holds your thighs down for you to stop squirming. Stuffed right in between them that he could also suffocate; but you’d bet he’d love that.

“I always imagined you’d taste so good… Mm, you’re so sweet.”

“I can’t get enough of this pussy, baby.”

“I need you. Now. Stay right there and keep your fucking legs open for me.”

You were soaked, completely drenched that your arousal trailed down from your cunt and left a mark on your silk sheets. If he only knew how desperately your body ached and writhed for him every day and every night, with him and without him. Your thoughts become incoherent when his cock was brushing against your clit, the same cock that utterly surprised you during your first video chat together. Michael’s size was perfect, so perfect that every fraction of it imprinted in your mind. And you took the opportunity that one night in the supply closet to finally feel it in your hands, to even taste him and his sweet cum…

“Please, Michael. I really— I really need— I can’t…”

“You can’t what, pretty girl? What are you begging for, hm?”

All you could do was whine in such carnal heat. Who knew that a man like Michael could render you as a needy, deprived slut that’s good for nothing but a fuck? Going brainless when his cock is finally inside you, raking against your insides as if he was molding your cunt to hug his cock perfectly. He pulled out for a brief second, then slammed back inside your drenched pussy, fucking into you so good that your body was sinking into your mattress.

This was everything you ever wanted with him; one of your heated fantasies that comes and goes across your mind. It felt so real. Way too real.

But just as you were about to come, your eyes suddenly flung open to your darkened room. It took a few moments to adjust to reality, rapidly darting at every corner of your room in confusion and then glancing at your digital clock showing 3:21 AM. The silver moonshine was peaking through your blinds and the ambiance of late night city traffic could be heard.

You sat up and panted heavily, feeling your heart thundering in your chest. It took a few seconds to calm down, to finally breathe normally. But once your brain solidified the dream you just experienced, your heart began pounding in your chest again.

A wet dream.

A very vivid dream sequence of Michael, eating you out and having sex with you right on your own bed…

Suddenly your heart was not the only thing pounding right now. Once your brain processed the dream, you started ruminating on everything. This nocturnal emission was so intense that there could be a possibility you had an orgasm in your sleep. Not that that hasn’t happened before, but with Michael, the man you’re now dating that started to invade your dreams, your arousal stirred erratically. From such a hot and intense wet dream, you took your hand and chafed your finger against your panties. Just as you expected; soaked and drenched.

You can’t what, pretty girl? What are you begging for?

If only that were all real. If only Michael was here, hovering over you, dirty talking in your ear and fucking you so good. Sometimes you let your imagination get the best of you and think he’d be the type to dirty talk like that. In reality, you’re very fond of him; how adorable it was seeing him all flustered from you that he just couldn't stand it. This awakens a side of you of taking control; showing no mercy to him and teasing him so cruelly. So cruel that he would hate it and grow frustrated, gaining the ability to cascade his dominance over you.

Your needy pussy was aching, throbbing, pulsing, literally flexing over nothing from all these fantasies. And since you were wide awake and horny at 3AM, there’s no way in hell you could go back to sleep now. With your fingers slowly rubbing your clit, you needed to take care of this.

Sure, all your toys could definitely help. Your collection of various sex toys that you record yourself with could resolve this issue and make you come so fast that you’d pass out and fall right back to sleep. But what you really yearned for was Michael, who could not only take care of you and satiate your desires, but could make your nights feel less… lonely. Intimacy and connection was what you craved the most, after all.

You missed him. Dearly.

Now you’re horny, sad, and lonely at 3AM.

Without wasting any minute now, you reached over to the bottom drawer of your nightstand, finding the pink vibrating dildo hidden inside a dust-free pouch. Then you suddenly glance at your tripod with the ring light standing beside your body mirror; it didn’t cross your mind about recording yourself at all today. You just wanted to get your orgasm(s) and go right back to sleep. But taking advantage of the fact that Michael watches your content and enjoys them all, you wanted to show him exactly what he does to you.

As you set up your tripod, your phone, the pink lighting, and the angle, it felt as if you were recording this for Michael. Him, and only him buried in your mind, wanting to play with yourself just for him. Sure, your loyal followers and fans could get off to this, but they’ll never know how Michael was the lucky man in your mind tonight. They’ll never know that you were only showing how much of a desperate slut you were for him.

Panties to the side, you wanted this orgasm more than ever that you couldn’t waste time taking them off or even engaging in slow foreplay. You couldn’t even set up the app you use to make a livestream; instead you swiped straight to your phone camera from your lock screen and pressed record. If you managed to stay awake after making yourself come so hard multiple times tonight, you’d definitely upload this to your NSFW Twitter, which is also where Michael follows you on. Your eyes were cropped out the camera, only revealing your mouth, your bare breasts, and of course, your cunt.

There was no need for lube since it was so slick and soppy for your silicone dildo to rub on, your breath hitching from how sensitive you were. You raise your legs higher and spread them wider for the camera as you turn the vibration mode on. Shock waves of pleasure pulsed through you that your hips began to stutter and squirm. You couldn’t even contain your moans and whines, growing more desperate and urgent as your imagination runs wild replaying the dream.

Usually whenever you livestream with your sex toys, you always start off so slow and coy, just to tease and engage your viewers. But since you were so impatient, you immediately slide the vibrating dildo inside your soaking pussy and threw your head back, thrusting it faster and deeper inside you. Your eyes fell half-lidded, convulsing around your dildo hitting that sensitive spot that made you lose control over yourself. Letting your mind get taken over by the desperate sensation of Michael, craving for him to be the one fucking his thick cock inside of you until you’re knocked out of air.

You needed this, you needed him. And just by imagining your dildo as him fucking you, you tried so hard not to moan or scream his name on camera. You were so dizzy with desire, dizzy by the heated fantasies you so desperately wish to come true any moment now. As you thrusted the dildo faster and hearing the lewd sounds of your juices fill your room, you can feel your orgasm starting to blossom in your stomach and your walls clenching erratically.

That’s it, pretty girl. Fuck that pussy for me.

Make a mess all over yourself. Show how much of a slut you are for me.

Imagining him dirty talking and talking you through it had your orgasm rippling and pounding so intensely that you're crying two octaves higher than you're used to. You can hear yourself squelching, pushing out clear fluids that sent your mind in a haze. Coming so hard and fast over camera, even recording yourself squirting all over your dildo and on your sheets. All within the span of two and a half minutes.

After you caught your breath and drifted back to reality, you couldn’t help but grin at the camera like an eager little slut, even sliding a finger inside your cunt to taste yourself and then rapidly slapping the dildo on your cunt. You were a mess and it was all because of the thought of Michael. You’re wrecked, and he’s never even touched you yet. You ease another two fingers into your drooling cunt, the camera catching the glint of your arousal. So nasty, so filthy, so sloppy… just for him.

Before you could forget, you stopped recording and headed straight to your NSFW Twitter. Only cropping the last 40 seconds to post as a short clip, which is where you were fucking yourself hard and building up your orgasm until you made a hot mess of yourself. You even hinted in the caption that this was for Michael, hoping he was still awake right now to see it…

thinking of you xx

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The next day when you were in the supply closet restocking the candy for the prize counter, you were startled by Michael watching you with a small smirk on his face, his body slanting against the door frame like he was blocking you from getting out. Just the thought of him having his eyes on you even if you were completely unaware of his presence made your heart leap.

“Michael,” you chuckled nervously, this time struggling to make eye contact with him. Even if you tried your best to look him in the face, your stomach contorted, as if the butterflies were gutting you inside. You really couldn’t look him in the eyes after last night, after your dream…

He didn’t reply, which made the tension in the supply closet so thick it was impossible to slice. His eyes were the one searching for your face, slanting his head evoking such curiosity. You allowed him to step forward and draw closer just to invade your space, to make the gap between you two thinner. Your gaze lingers on his forearms revealed from his dress shirt sleeves rolled up, trailing up and finally holding meek eye contact with him.

The lust was pooling in your eyes that he could see it, he could sense it. Doe-eyed, slothful, and yearning… The epitome of submission. The glimmer in your eyes that makes him lose his mind, he felt inclined to lift your chin up with the crook of his index finger, and you instantly melted inside. He was so fine, you fought the urge to drop down on your knees and unbuckle his belt, tasting his cock again in the same fucking closet.

“Was that video you just posted… for me?” he mutters lowly, lips just barely brushing each other’s that if you were to lean in ever so slightly, you could just kiss him.

“…Maybe,” you coaxed, a small smile creeping in the corner of your lips. “Why, did you like it?”

He inhales sharply, as if he had pent up frustration from watching you fuck yourself silly and posting it, that the both of you knew so well that if you were anywhere else alone besides the pizzaplex, you’d get it on right now. Shamelessly tearing each other’s clothes off, feeling each other’s skin, desiring to recreate each forbidden, nasty fantasy that you both have for each other…

With his finger still holding your chin, you feel him take his thumb and ever so lightly brush it against your bottom lip. Involuntarily perching your mouth slightly open for him, he caresses your bottom lip with your thumb. The two of you were lost in your own worlds, lost in your addicting desires. The way you crave each other was so fervent, yet so dangerous because of how impossible it was to fight the intense urge everyday to not spend more time together.

Risking each other’s employment and breaking the fraternization policy every day, hell, even if you were fantasizing about each other you felt like you were bound to get fired anytime. But the two of you didn’t care— you were both slaves to each other’s temptations.

“I’d like it more… if you didn’t hold back on screaming my name.”

ALL WORKS BELONG TO VILSOO © 2024. do not steal, plagiarize, translate, or repost/share any of my works on any social media where minors have access.

[bomber-grl]

Mike Schmidt jealousy headcanons !

Pairing(s): Mike Schmidt x Gn!Reader (established relationship)

Note! Has some plot | This is my Jealousy headcannons for movie Mike, stating this because I just might make video game Michael Afton headcannons aswell in the near future

Mike Schmidt relationship Headcanons !

If the two of you are together best believe it’s because of the trust, loyalty and strong bond between you guys.

So to say that Mike trusts you would be an understatement.

However, he can’t help but feel the jealousy seeping into him as he watches you laugh with some random person.

He tries his best not to be and most times it’s effective.

And honestly the majority of times where you’d be eating out on a date, he’d just keep calm and shake it off

Especially if you show blatant disinterest and reject them right then and there.

But like all people, he’s experienced jealousy

At first he himself didn’t even realize it

Abby did.

After Mike got fired, he was able to somehow be unbanned from the mall and had started taking abby there when he could.

Mainly cuz there was a crafts store she absolutely adored)

He and Abby were crossing into the food court section and he had a drink in hand.

Well Abby pointed you out in the distance talking to some rando, and he saw you laughing and playfully shoving the person.

He had been so busy looking at you that when Abby’s urgent yelling brought him back he realized he spilt the drink.

the drink had spilled everywhere.

He squeezed it too hard.

Once he snapped out of it and cleaned it up he decided it’d be time to head back.

When you finally arrive at the house mike is no where in sight, but Abby is.

Once she hugs you and welcomes you home she sits you down and starts going through her day with you.

After she brushed off that mike was in the restroom)

Midway her story she mentioned how she and mike saw you at the mall and told the story of his jealousy.

You were honestly surprised

Like home dude never seemed the jealous type so pretty shocking.

Once you send Abby back to her room you go pass the vacant restroom and went for his room.

Once you sat down you asked about it and although embarrassed, he admitted to feeling a bit jealous.

Definitely needs reassurance and that’s done by cuddling and being there for him during the night.

Of course other instances regarding jealousy occurs.

And a situation like this is when you’re at Abby’s school talking with this other teacher who had walked into the picture and became an assistant/tutor.

You were talking and although your relationship was obvious to everyone at the school this teacher decided to make a move.

Most times hes a bit more stand off ish when facing a situation like this.

If anything it’s just awkward for him and he doesn’t know where to put his hands.

But when the teacher looks at him and smirks he almost jumps that goddamn teacher right then and there.

Needs to be calmed down and he goes out of the room to do just that.

Then feels better when you go out to reassure him too.

My point here is that he does get jealous but it’s never in a very obvious way.

Most times he doesn’t do anything and lets you handle it.

But he’ll have his jealous moments.

If this isn’t something you like about him, then he tries to improve his jealousy.

If you’re really jealous too and got upset that he wouldn’t seem as jealous as you.

You’re in for a surprise.

If anything he didn’t want to make it an issue but he’ll definitely try to communicate with you.

Even if it’s very constipated communication and a bit difficult for him to express.

If you’re the teasing type when someone is jealous

Don’t.

I mean sure, sometimes the teasing could be good to bring up the mood.

But most times his jealousy comes up is in serious conversation.

If anything it’d seem like you’re making fun of him.

All I can say is

Communication 👏👏👏👏

Btw

If you ever decide to make him jealous on purpose

No, just no.

Note! Mike as your husband coming soon 🥳

[daydream-believin]

uh oh im gonna commit a cardinal sin real quick and repost art when i have no clue who drew it. look you just need to see it okay i’ve been thinking about it with sad wet eyes all month and it’s one of the top inspirations for. all this. geez…

anyway @spirit-of-the-hollow *ding ding ding ding* congrats you’ve just done today’s Secret Slime Action [Figure It Out, 1997]

man i didnt even send any of this to my beta-reader. if you see this im sorry 😅 proceed with caution and if you don’t like it meet me in the back of the 7/11 to fight (you know, discord lmao)

warnings: suggestive like a couple times. that 18+ ain’t indicative of any smut sorry

SO!

Touch-starved Headcanons for One Michael Afton (18+MDNI)

* oh 100% you know his ass is touched-starved af

* okay i know i only mentioned this on ao3 but LMAO same. but as i’ve said in fic before, it makes your brain a little stupid

* but the thing about mikey is he so deeply believes he doesn’t deserve it. or at least, that he’s not a person that physical affection should be given to

* so when you start showering him in love it’s a bit confusing to him at first

* at first it’s just all the gentle subtle little touches. he’s half convinced it’s all in his head and you’re just like that with everyone. but wait, no you’re not. he watches you (perhaps a little more than he should. babygirl get off those security cameras) and no one else gets the treatment he does

* a comforting back touch here, a purposeful brush of hands there. driving him up the wall.

* no one else is getting their hair combed through with your fingers and their tie straightened. no one else has your arm casually draped over their shoulder when you stand/sit beside them.

* what does it mean? WHAT DOES IT MEAN

* it means you love him, dumbass

* and once mike realizes that he just gets so flustered

* you grabbing his hand to press a quick peck to the top of his knuckles? face on fire. you know, if he had blood to warm him

* you like him? youre flirting with him??

* hold his hand and do the thumb strokey thing. it turns his brain off.

* if you see michael hanging around, come up behind him and tap his shoulder to get his attention. he startles a bit (its cute) but once he realizes its just you and not a blood-thirsty animatronic he’s always so happy to see you. you don’t have to say anything, just tap the mask he’s wearing and he’ll move it to let you give him a little kiss. or two. or three. with the mask held up to hide the two of you of course. just like the movies. and there’s no need for the kids to see you snogging (eww, yucky!)

* and when you stop holding his hand, when you stop kissing him, it feels like you just branded him. the phantom feeling of your touch lingers. he’ll still be thinking about it long after you’ve left the room.

* a real turning point, a hallmark in your relationship, when you hugged him one night, and pressed your entire body into his, and he practically melted into you in turn. and then he didn’t want to let go, so he didn’t. but then you didn’t either. so you two just stayed there, embracing so close your shadow looked like only one person. he could feel your heartbeat against his empty chest and that’s when he really cemented it into his brain that he may have some bigger feelings than he wanted to, like he loves you loves you.. oh no… (i’d go on.. but spoilers lol)

* still, he just can’t believe it’s him. smelly rotting accidentally-fratricidal zombies shouldn’t have people who love them like that and definitely shouldn’t have people willing to touch them. you’re a loony bird, that’s what.

* but once he’s accepted that you’re actually into him and he gets nice and comfy in the relationship? hooo boy

* more like hoe boy— *sound of me getting shot and falling off stage*

* you’ve replaced half his thoughts. instead of reliving his most horrible memories 24/7, now he takes ample breaks to relive moments where your hungry hands were getting their fill. and your sweet face and voice amd personality too of course. but damn, touch him and all he wants is more.

* hands on you always. whether he does it absent-mindedly just so he can reassure himself you’re there, or whether he does it very much on purpose? he’s just a very touchy-touchy man for no goddamn reason (my mans can’t even get it up.. yet. everbody say thank you remnant healing 0////0)

* not like you don’t love every second of it though. “oh no my boyfriend won’t stop giving me affection” literally the most non-problem ever. like get out of here

* ever at the counter? making food at home or standing around the prize booth at the pizzeria? doesn’t matter where, there is a 90% chance you will wind up wrapped in his arms. michael adores holding you, nuzzling his face in your neck, right on those sensitive arteries. it’s pretty distracting, ngl

* and you know what? you get it. seeing michael just standing there, perfect prey for a ‘surprise’ hug from behind? you can’t resist the instinct either. it’s a ton of fun to hang on him and make him lose focus on whatever he’s doing. two can play at that game. and he loves it when you hold him, he absolutely lives for it. it makes him feel safe for once in this miserable horror game y’all call a life

* if y’all are at home? he lets you nose nuzzle him. even if he’s only got like less than half a nose at this point, still lets you rub your snoot all up in his. he’ll even initiate every now and then. it’s especially adorable

* sometimes you just lie on your back in bed or on the couch for some rest, and michael nestles himself on top of you, resting his head on your chest to hear your heartbeat. he loves your heartbeat. and sometimes you’ll hold his face in your hands, letting your thumbs trail over his cheekbones as he gazes up at you softly. and sometimes… uh.. well look he is in between your legs here too so. don’t look at me.

* ah but speaking of cuddles. you are now a giant hot water bottle. every night he sleeps with as much of his body draped over you as he possibly can, doesnt matter what position you sleep in, mikey is a fucking koala and you are the last eucalyptus tree in queensland

* at least he’s pretty cool. like you might be a giant hot water bottle but he’s a cooling weighted blanket. that corpse chill is pretty great for beating the utah heat

* so yeah. in conclusion. like. give him just a little taste of that sweet physical touch love language and he’s gonna go bonkers. totally mental, as he might say.

[charlottecutepie]

˚⋆𐙚｡⋆ Married!William Afton x fem!reader headcanons

tags: nsfw, smut, cheating, dry humping, drunk!reader, corruption, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, car sex, doggy style, riding, hand job, age difference, pet names, lil bit of dirty talk?, small daddy kink, kind of manipulator William

Married!William, who has admired you for a very long time. Ever since you came into his life, his mind has been clouded by you. At first you were nothing more but a good friend of his wife, then you became like her second daughter. Clara doted on you, trusted you her kids and even went to the beauty salon with you on weekends.

Married!William, who often gave his wife money for shopping, actually dreamed of giving all those dollars to you. Every time Clara came home with a bunch of bags of new clothes, he was looking forward to seeing what you bought for yourself.

Married!William, who knew that you were younger than his wife. Despite the similarity of your character, your common hobbies and interests, you were very different from Clara in many ways.

Married!William, who was more than glad to see you in his house. Since you often looked after his kids as Clara asked you to. When William was working at home, he'd go downstairs to the kitchen and always pass by the living room where you were playing with Evan and Elizabeth. William would stop, leaning against the wall, holding a mug of his favourite coffee in his hands and look at you, admire you, crave you.

Married!William, who thought you were such a good girl. So kind, always ready to help, so merciful. You easily managed to find common ground with his children, even with Michael. One day, when Clara came home from work very late, and kids had been sleeping in their beds for a long time thanks to you, she couldn't help but hug you and thank you for your care. William chuckled as he noticed how embarrassed you were by his wife's words. Well, he'll definitely take note of it, you like being praised.

Married!William, who loves watching you cook together with his wife. You don't have much baking experience, so your cute face was confused in the process. The way you always asked if you were doing right by adding a certain ingredient to chocolate bread. William was even a little lost, in his head your question “am I doing right” would suit perfectly when your cute hands would be wrapped around his cock.

Married!William, who noticed how perfect his wife's cute little hair clip looked on you, only more enhancing your charm. When did Clara give it to you?

Married!William who's been finding any opportunity to be close to you, touching you when nobody's looking.

Married!William, who was pleasantly surprised to learn that you're not so innocent. One such occasion was a birthday party hosted by his wife at their house, where William caught your eyes on him, studying him, despite the crowd of people surrounding you.

Married!William, who noticed your lips slightly parted as you exhaled a contented sigh. “You're looking awfully handsome right now.” you mumbled softly to him when he approached you as everyone were busy chatting and laughing, their focus shifting away from the two of you.

Married!William, who saw that you were drunk and decided to take advantage of it. You obviously overdid it with alcohol as your vision blurry and your head spin like crazy. It was also very stuffy and hot, or maybe it was just because of William, you didn't knew.

“You need to freshen up, little one.” he offered, carefully taking the glass from your hand. You looked at him questioningly for a moment before you burst out laughing, realizing how tipsy you really were. Before you knew it, he had steered you towards a nearby bathroom, all empty and quiet enough for you two.

Married!William, who watched you from behind, his gaze riveted on the curves of your body, shimmering in the light of the lamps in the bathroom. As soon as the water hit your face, he stepped closer until his chest pressed against your back. “I could fuck you right here.” he whispered, looking at your reflection in the mirror. When you snuggled up to him, William started grinding against you sensually. His bulge pressed harder against your ass when his hands roamed over your body. “Do you want this, doll? Tell me you do.”

Married!William who got you all wet and needy for his cock as he humped against you, holding your jaw so your eyes would never leave mirror reflection. You couldn't help but sink back against him, silently begging for more, your drunk mind couldn't process situation. And William loved every minute of this, finally he got you.

Married!William who came hard in his pants from rubbing himself against you through clothes. His groans in your ear and his hand groping your clothed breasts. He holds you tighly while your drunk head spins and you nearly fall from how hard he ruts his hips into you.

Married!William who fucked you the next day while no one was home. Using your hangover and that you barely remember anything from party night as he pounds you on sofa. You on all fours with your butt up, your moans and gasps filling the empty house as William breathes and groans behind you, thrusting into your little cunt.

Married!William, who stopped the car near the store as his wife went out to “buy something really quick”, leaving you alone with her husband. The moment she disappeared through the door of the store, he decided to take the lead. “She has left us alone for a little while, let's make use of it.” you looked at him hesitantly and he laughed. “C'mon, pretty girl. Don't wanna miss out on this perfect opportunity, do we?”

Married!William, who eats you out on their doubled with Clara bed while she's away. “Such a pretty little cunt,” he groans, using his long rough fingers to spread your delicate folds. Next second his face is stuffed in your pussy and he gently sucks and swirls circles on your sensitive clit. “mhmhm. . .” pretty dangerous situation, considering that his wife should be coming home soon, but oh, he doesn’t care.

Married!William, who tells you that you're many times better than his wife, in absolutely everything, only with you all his dreams and fantasies come true. “My marriage has been a sham for so long. . . with her all I get is indifference while i'm stuck pretending everything is fine just for appearances.” there's a shadow of bitter resentment and contempt on his face, he has you sitting on his lap as his fingers are tucking your hair behind your ear. “You're everything my wife would never be.” and you think a lot about his words.

Married!William, who makes sure that his wife and children are asleep, everyone in their beds, snoring, and Clara didn't even feel William get out of their bed. She was too tired at work to wake up at such noises. He quietly gets dressed and grabs the car keys. He's going to spend the night in your place.

Married!William, who comes to your doorstep with flowers, your favourite ones, and you can't help but laugh shyly when you let him in. God, this man knows a lot about you. Of course, he heard interesting stuff about you from his wife, she even gossiped to him about your exes. William was more than damn glad to know that he's the first man with whom you have such a big age difference, and should he mention he loves this dynamic?

Married!William, who sees that you have prepared for your “little date”, even put on beautiful lace underwear in a delicate lavender colour. Oh fucking god, when was the last time he saw a woman that sexy?

Married!William, who have the most sensual, but at the same time animalistic sex with you, who fucks you like rabbit in all poses and angles. The way you're both hungry for each other. “i can't, i can't,” he groans, his dick is getting hard again after he just fucked you in missionary. “i need to be inside you again, pretty girl, have you cum on my cock again.” as he has you lying wearily on your side from just being fucked, but he doesn't have enough and settles in from behind, rubbing his cock against your throbbing hole. And despite how tired and sleepy you're feeling, you still let him use you and fuck you the way he wants, and you'd damn lie if you'd say you aren't loving every second of it.

Married!William who turned you into a little crying mess. He tears off orgasm after orgasm from you, your eyes crossed, your throat hurts from loud whines and moans, your voice breaks, your sopping cunt is ruined and filled with his seed, however he doesn't plan to stop. “Sensitive girl. . . squeezing me so tight, gonna make me cum again soon, ughh” he murmurs into your lips.

Married!William, who destroyed you and your mind, corrupted you and forced you to play completely by his rules. Yeah, he craved you, but now he's made you crave him back. You couldn't live a day without thoughts about him, he literally forced you to need his touch, words of praise and his cock. He turned you into his desperate girl who always needed to have her pussy well fucked.

Married!William, who cutely talked to his wife as if nothing had happened, sweetly asking her about her work and girl friends, while you clearly saw the subtle indifference in his eyes. When she turned her back on him, continuing to answer questions and talk about her day, William winked at you. Your heart stopped beating. You were ready to howl and cry just to have him touch you, your body needs him, and there's nothing you can do about it.

Married!William, whose wife left into another room for a phone talk and you literally jump on him, kiss him on the lips and don't give a fuck about Clara at all. William doesn't even push you away, but sits on the couch and revels in you, wraps one arm around you and squeezes your ass with the other. In response you groan in his mouth, and Clara can hear it just perfectly, so her voice from other room asks: “hey, Y/n, did you say something?”

Married!William, whose wife doesn't notice your kisses and touches while she's literally next to you, you really must except for William's hand to squeeze your inner thigh or his fingers to rub you through your panties, if Clara doesn't see and busy with something. But you're walking on thin ice and no one knows what'll happen if you break it.

Married!William who lets you touch his cock through his clothes while Clara has her back to you. You perfectly see the huge bulge in his pants and bite your lips in anticipation, already imagining how well it would fill you, as if perfectly sculptured for your cunt. And finally you release his cock from his pants and frantically jerk him off, feeling how tense and madly hard he is. William takes a deep breath and smiles at you, bucks his hips a little and thrusts into your hand. And all this while Clara is very close and can turn to you at any moment, that's risky, but fuck it.

Married!William, who lets you ride him while you're both at the backseat of his car, him talking to his wife on the phone, and you can barely contain your moans cuz he doesn't stop fucking you. You bounce on his cock and pray that it never ends, because no one has ever railed you so well. Your pussy so wet and dripping that it creates absolutely dirty slapping sounds, but William doesn't seem to give a fuck bout it all as he stares at you through his fogged up glasses while blowing kisses to his wife on his phone.

Married!William who's cock twitches inside you as you sob “daddy” in your angelic whiny voice. You immediately reach for a tender kiss as he barely has time to hang up, you move your hips, trying to drive his cock deeper, your walls flutter around his shaft and you whisper “cum inside me, please, please, please” and William loses it, throws the phone far away and grabs you by the waist, fucking you dumb on his dick. He grits his teeth and his jaw clenched as he's being swallowed by warmth and wetness of your cunt.

Married!William, who can't help but groans loudly and finishes inside you, giving you what you want. You cum around his cock, rolling your hips in slow motion, your pussy spasming around him. You press your whole body against him and kiss his neck, leaving small bites and beautiful hickeys as you both dissolve into pleasure.

[daandyli0n]

(warnings: blood/mild gore, implied child death (and murder in Cassidy's case), eye contact. maybe also bright colors/eyestrain)

Some Updated Refs For The Afton Family In The Rewrite

(you know the drill, click the images to see details better and whatnot)

hooo boy. give me a minute to ramble about the designs and stuff below -

William:

so. tried to give him both "Eccentric, Goofy Restaurant Owner" and "REALLY Off-Putting" Vibes. hope i succeeded

yes he's hiding a knife behind his back.

bunny features. i Love William with bunny features. if you draw William with Bunny Features ily (platonically)

this man has not gotten a good night's sleep in Years.

now...you may be wondering: Why Do His Kids Get Refs For When They're Older, But Not Him? well...that's because, physically, he doesn't change much besides getting some more gray hairs and worse eye bags in the over a decade between his original murders and his death. and i've already done a ref for what O'Hare/Springtrap looks like in my design

yes, the Unhinged look in his eyes is intentional.

Alex:

gave his younger self a pose that was meant to give off "rebellious teenager" vibes, and his older self a pose that gives off "bitter and anxious" vibes.

gave him long hair. because Yes.

tallest of his siblings.

Michael:

looks like his father, but with a few minor changes: skin is mildly more tanned than his father, hair is a lighter shade of brown, etc.

William based the 1987 uniforms for the guards/employees off of his own usual outfit (Purple. which Backfired).

Mike tried to change his hair a bit to distinguish himself from his father, mostly by dying it a bright red and trying to cut the Bunny Ear-Shaped parts on the top of his hair to be more jagged and less Bunny-Like.

scars on his arm are from where Springtrap grabbed onto him.

Evan:

not much to say. bookworm, sad guy, probably needs to go to therapy for what happened in his childhood.

Elizabeth:

Bunny Features :]

she's basically somewhere between blonde and ginger hair color wise. i'd describe her as a strawberry blonde.

constantly has a wide-eyed look. like a hare.

mismatched socks, just because she could.

ghosts are typically either desaturated or transparent, with the only bright colors on them are usually their eyes or the bloody wounds from their death.

so while it's not shown here, "fun" fact! Liz died from where Harriet (Circus Baby) hugged her hard enough to break not just her spine, but her neck as well. (the hug was so strong due to Harriet malfunctioning that day)

all ghosts who have their souls tied to an animatronic have a mask of that animatronic that they can wear if they wish. Liz's mask is of Harriet.

Cassidy:

my baby boy. my beloved <3

those pants are pajama pants. he wore them everywhere.

while not visible, Cassidy also wears mismatched socks like Liz.

the Fredbear plush was a gift from Henry, given to Cassidy by Charlie.

was blind in one eye after The Bite.

The Bite wasn't as horrible as people think it was. what basically happened was that the teeth bit slightly into his head, which caused the bleeding, as well as some cracking in the skull and brain damage in his frontal lobe. due to the mechanisms in Fredbear being Very hot as well, it caused some burns. nothing that couldn't heal, but...it Was still pretty serious.

while The Bite itself didn't kill Cassidy, he still, as a ghost, appears to have a bleeding section of his head.

the strangulation marks on his neck are more visible as a ghost.

Cassidy, as a spirit, can occasionally leak a mysterious black fluid from his eyes and mouth, which is reflected on his Mask.

Cassidy is transparent as a ghost.

anyway!! here's the guys!!

@that-darn-clown @hello-there-world

[alexcharmsyou]

Daily Drabble //dec-9//

𝘊𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘵 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘖𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘮𝘢𝘯

Rating: T  Word Count: 554

“Attention Pizza Hut dine ins’ and dine outs’ -The huts had its fun but we close this rig by 9. The doors are open sesame at 10am so,” Jan paused, angled her head towards a man in the back booth and winked [he seemed confused, as all the poor customers Jan decided to dally with did] “I better see ya then hm? This Meat lovers ain’t gonna love itself, ya hear!”

“2 slices of supreme and a side salad…Totals’ 1.01, Sir.” Michael finished ringing up the last customer while Jan had her moment, he’d been working here for about 3 months now? It was just him and Jan closing tonight.

He liked it, working meant he got to get out of the house. It meant he had a purpose.

Plus, Henry was allowing him to stay at their house as long as he was employed. That’s fair, Michael thought. He could be out in the streets.

But he was here, in the coziness of a steady and dim lit hospitality service.

“Bye now,” Jan escorted everyone out the front door, a kind expression as she nodded and dismissed each and every person that walked out.

Michael grabbed a rag from the sanitizer bucket as he watched. She was so sweet to people, and it seemed. Real. A real and genuine affection.

He was safe here. Mike let out a slight smirk and walked into the kitchen. Once he was out of view, he turned his Walkman on his Combat Rock cassette and equipped the headphones.

“Alright. Let’s do this shit.” mumbling to himself. He stretched, pulled his red sleeves up, and drew his hair into a bun, his get-ready-to-close routine if you will. 

This is a public service announcement, with guitar~

Know Your Rights, nice. Mike was a big supporter of The Clash, following them since he could speak.

“Hey Sugar, I’m handin’ these dishes off to ya.” Jan noted from behind the counter.

“Thanks, I’ll have them up in a bit.” Mike replied warmly.

As the minutes went by, Michael had scrubbed every dish he could find, and every counter he could reach.

The last thing left on the list was to mop the floors, which Michael considerably enjoyed as long as he could block his thoughts away with a tune. Tonight he mopped to the beat of Paul Simonon’s power speech in Red Angel Dragnet.

Sometimes he’d lose focus on the floor-way and glance up at the windows. Cold and rainy. Usually he’d walk home, but Henry always made sure he got a ride. Mike really appreciated this, William had always told him he was weak if he couldn’t even walk himself home. He grunted at the memory. Thanks a lot, Will. 

“Alright sonny she’s lookin’ good. Is your ride here? I’ll clock ya out if you wanna head off early.” 

“Oh uh, yeah.” Michael noticed Henry’s car parked outside. It looked like Charlie came with him, which made Mike subconsciously grin. She promised to tell him about the bat conservation her friend took her to when he got home from work.

“Wouldn’t wanna forget this,” Jan smirked, followed by a head tilt as she held Mike’s leather jacket out for him.

“Appreciate it, Jan. Have a nice weekend.” Michael opened the door, a chilly breeze flowing through his sinuses. “Later!”

[cock-ainee]

I know nobody's going to read this (and i'm fucked bcs i never write anything with yn, just everything for my ocs) but i have something i'd like to share

Michael Afton headcannons

•|SFW|•

- Come on Mikey is a lil cute bun

- He's in desperate need for kisses, hugs, just basically affection

- One of the things to love about Michael is that he never pretends to be tough, he's a straight up crybaby and just a sweet sweet guy

- I think he's often (all the time) scared about doing something wrong

- He's insecure as hell, meaning that he needs lots of reassurance. Someone to tell him that he's doing fine, that he's not messing up, that he's basically worth it

- Boop his nose and he's a goner

- He really appreciates that he can just be goofy with someone

- And loves when his partner is goofy too

- Cuddle sessions are something that just makes him go crazy

- He love love LOVES to be the small spoon

- And loves to be kissed all over his face

- Yeah he can be silly and all, but if anything is a threat to his lover he's ready to throw fists

- He's just a lovey dovey boy and i love it

- Also a crybaby, if you have a problem with that then you don't deserve him

- And go fuck yourself because you don't deserve that big thick c-

•|NSFW|•

- One hc i just love about Mikey is that he doesn't realise that his cock is big

- And that it's impossible to "take it"

- And that it's impossible not to go dumb

- He's not the type of guy to have kinks or anything, but he's open to anything the other side can propose

- Most of the times when he's the "dom", he's just rutting his hips mindlessly, just a horny lil cute pace

- Whiny, whiny.. whiny

- You didn't get that?? WHINY

- Basically a cute softie that's scared of hurting you (yeah but look at - nr. 1)

- He loves to be a sub, just getting his d riden when he has no control over it

- Won't tell but loves to be edged

- Ah yes, he cums a lot, not only how many times, but also lots, like.. lots

- Oh, about the taste.. it's a little sweet

- How do i know?? You don't have to know

- Yeah, favorite position is cowgirl and missionary

- Yeah, it's BASIC but for him sex isn't just for pleasure, but it's to show love

Overall my rating is 10198283389/1

[yanderes-galore]

Happy Birthday, Panther! Your works are always a delight to read <3 May I request a yandere concept for Michael Afton with an affectionate! darling? Maybe darling's behaviour changes after they learn about Michael's yandere tendencies and they stop being so touchy. How would he cope? Would he treat his darling differently because of that? Plus I imagine darling is rather affectionate with other people as well..

As you can see, I want him to suffer a little >:}

(Request received 12/5/23) Of course! I don't mind writing more for Michael! Sorry if it seems rushed near the end!

Yandere! Michael Afton with Affectionate! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Poor homelife mentioned, Manipulation, Clingy behavior, Desperation, Stalking mention, Murder, Blood, Violence, Touch-starved behavior, Fear of abandonment, Self-loathing, Delusional behavior, Breaking and entering, Forced relationship implied.

Due to Michael's background with family accidents and an absent father, I can only assume you being affectionate is foreign to him.

At first he wasn't sure what to think.

He wasn't expecting his friend, maybe a past coworker or childhood friend, to be so affectionate.

It's small things like hugs and physical contact.

He's hesitant at first but soon relaxes into it.

In fact it's almost easy for him to get used to it.

You are the most comfortable person this man has experienced in his life and that's upsetting.

Based on that it could be easy for him to get attached.

Michael quickly gets used to you being so affectionate to him.

He looks for your comfort when he's stressed and has a hard time letting go.

You even sense some of this when he clings to you, whispering for you to not leave him.

This addiction to your warmth and comfort is what sparks his obsession.

It begins the stalking and hesitance to leave you.

He feels you are his entire life, a culmination of all the good he needs in his life.

You no doubt notice his clingy behavior, maybe even catch signs of his stalking.

Like any normal person you back off.

You put distance between you and Michael, maybe even report him to the police.

Michael is no doubt devastated about this.

Like going through drug withdrawals his behavior may only get worse.

He tries to track you, he frequently calls you and asks you to forgive him.

You ignore him and that only drives him deeper into insanity.

What hurts him more is when you're affectionate to other people.

It makes him jealous and filled with sickly envy.

Michael knows he should keep his distance.

He probably didn't deserve your affection anyways.

Yet there's always a nagging voice in his head… one telling him to just take after his father.

It's wrong, he tries to tell himself he's aware of that.

However, he'd rather deal with anything else but go without your comfort any longer.

It would take him months before he snaps.

Soon he targets those you've been affectionate with.

Next he may even break into your home.

Before you know it… Michael is in your room covered in blood.

You go to scream but he stops you.

Stuff like this is probably nothing new to him compared to what he's seen in childhood.

He tries to calm you down, but you keep struggling.

Soon when you calm down or give up… Michael just holds you.

As the blood soaks the clothes between you… Michael sighs happily.

All he cares about is your warmth right now… even if he may never see you again afterwards.

[connectionterminated13]

Thinking about Charlie and Michael having their weekly lay on the carpet, think about how much our lives suck, how our dad suck and how everything is terrible day.

[nostalgiclittlespace]

hi marty!!! if your requests are open, can you do william afton caregiver headcanons with tons of fluff please 🥺💗 he's my fictional caregiver and i love him so much... he means the world to me....

thank you so much!!! :D

Of course!!! I headcanon Springtrap as one of my fictional CGs so I got you ;). Here’s some for Peepaw Willy! ⬇️

(Tried to leave this open for Movie! or Game! Afton)

Of course he is called Peepaw Willy when you’re Little. XD. Other CG names for him would probably include dada, papa, and bunny

He on the other hand calls you sweetheart, love, darling, and dear (he’s very British 😄)

He loves reading to you while sitting in a rocking chair.

Speaks so softly and gently 🥰

If he has to work, then he’ll bring you along! He give you lots of tokens to play the arcade games, coupons for snacks, etc.

But if you’re feeling clingy, then he’ll let you sit in his office with him.

Speaking of the office, he keeps tons of your gear in there. Pacis, toys, coloring books, snacks—the works

Lets you sit on his lap while he works

(He’ll even pet your hair or rub your hands with his thumb if he’s deep in thought)

If he needs inspiration or opinions for designs, then he’ll ask you! You now what’s appealing to kids and will make sure nothing is too scary looking.

Lots of your artwork ends up in his study or around the restaurant.

Would probably show his affection through gifts. Any gear/toy you want, he’s going to get it for you!

You of course have plushies of every animatronic. They’re your friends!

He definitely does different voices for the characters during playtime or stories. He has lot of practice from working kid’s birthday parties in the Spring Bonnie suit

William says he “isn’t as young as you used to be” but if you ask him sweetly (or whine enough) he’ll play tag with you, piggyback you around, etc

One of William’s favorite games is hide and seek.

You guys have lots of tea parties too

For your sake, he would let you dress him up, put glitter and stickers on him, etc

He tucks you in every night you’re regressed. Makes sure you’re all snuggly, checks your closet and under the bed for monsters, and kisses your forehead.

He’s a very calm caregiver. He’s experienced with working around kids of all ages and personalities from Freddy’s and his own kids, so he knows what he’s doing.

Doesnt panic during meltdowns or tantrums. He lets you cry it out if you need, and waits until you’re ready to be touched before giving you a very big hug

If you’re just having a bad day in general, he’ll make sure to do something special for you. Baking a treat, playing a game, etc

If you struggle with crowds or overstimulation, then he’ll bring you to Freddy’s after hours to play. (Pre missing childrens incident)

He doesn’t do that too often though, because he wants to be sure that you get a good nights sleep too!

Movie! William would have Vanessa as your babysitter. And she’s such a sweet big sister!

Game! William on the other hand…he wouldn’t let Michael watch you in a million years. Even pre-bite of 83 he was fairly irresponsible. Henry is a far-better suited babysitter

That being said, you’d get along with the Afton children well. You’d see them around the household, at Freddy’s, etc

(Being a Caregiver has definitely been good for Will; he’s starting to remember how to be a better father too)

Thanks so much for the ask! I hope these are good! 💜💜💜